In Denver, lived a proud curator
Once he was chased by a predator
Though fled like an arrow
His escape was narrow
Sad, he landed in a ventilator! !
And then he ended up in a respirator. What a poor (funny) fate to befall a man whose job is to be keeper of objects of the pass, still better then being lunch. A fun limerick
This one sure brings a smile to the reader's face. Witty n humorous. A lovely limerick from your mighty pen.
Your wit is at its best in Limericks and really enjoyable to read, Valsa.
An amazing Limerick! Your short poems are always very sweet and expressive….a very distinct trait of your poetry writing! Thanks dear madam for sharing! ............................10
Narrow, arrow! With the muse of life. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am sure that must be a prehistoric predator that came to life as the curator worked on it. Beautifully narrated.